As Antyny thrust into Jasper, there was a flash of light. When the light cleared, Antyny's manhood was no longer in Jasper's asshole. It was in a hole Jasper had only had as Janessa.
Before Jasper could think about what had happened, Antyny came in him, shooting his seed into Jasper's womanhood. Jasper let out a cry of delight. Antyny leaned over to whisper into his ear.
"You missed your womanhood, did you not?" he purred. His cock twitched inside Jasper, making him moan.
"Yes, I did," Jasper confessed. Antyny kissed his cheek. "Do you plan to return me fully to Janessa?"
"Why would I do that? You are perfect as a man with a womanhood. Your true identity is obvious to all who see you, you cannot impregnate your harem sisters, and best of all, you will bear my son." Jasper's blood ran cold.
"You mean to make me heavy with child?" he whimpered.
"Many times over," Antyny crooned. "No one would question their right to rule, not after being carried and birthed by the former Royal Heir." He stroked Jasper's hair. "You may continue to wear the panties and skirt of your uniform, but do not wear the top. You have no breasts, so it would look strange."
"Stranger than the pregnant man you wish to make me?" Jasper snapped. Antyny stroked his face.
"Calm down, old friend. Is that not what you truly want? To bear my child?" he whispered. To his horror, Jasper realized Antyny was right. He wanted to carry the King's child. More than anything!
"Yes. Please, put your child in me," Jasper begged.
"Gladly, old friend," Antyny said with a laugh. He thrust into Jasper with renewed vigor, making the former Prince squirm with pleasure. Over and over again, he came, shooting his seed into Jasper's empty and waiting womb. Jasper screamed and moaned, overcome with pleasure and excitement over carrying Antyny's child. Thanks to Antyny's magic, it was all he wanted.